I Haven’t Been A Boss For Many Years

I Haven’t Been A Boss For Many Years Chapter 243

2022-03-14

Chapter 243 Unification Tsim Sha Tsui

"Bing Ge."

"Sheng and Lao Xu passed away."

"One week has passed, and Shenghe has not been able to choose the venue. Jianghu said that Shenghe is going to fall apart, and even the font size has been selected."

"Can we choose? Happy?"

Ingot sat on the chair.

“hahaha.”

The big wave laughed loudly.

"Yes, Brother Bin."

"Laughter is always open, and good luck comes naturally." Sister Mei was wearing a green gauze skirt, her legs were raised, and her toes were hooked on high heels. , One pick one pick, hot attitude.

Zhang Guobin glanced at the eleven Hall Masters on both sides of the long table, knowing such a happy event, he couldn't stop it.

Laugh if you like.

There was also a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

"Since the victory and the current civil strife, Tsim Sha Tsui will temporarily stop using soldiers, and don't want to spill too much blood on the streets, Brothers, lives matter."

"I know, Brother Bin." Fei Lin sat on the last chair, smiling and looking much better.

Now the opponent's civil strife is of course to wait and see what happens, find the right time and then take Tsim Sha Tsui directly in a spurt of energy.

Increasing the use of troops will force the victory and the internal forces to unite. Brother Bin is really well-informed and has everything under his control. As a fort in the front line of the arena, Feilin must have a deep feeling and will not mess around. .

Zhang Guobin swept over Fei Lin's wild ambition and looked like he was ready to fight, and immediately understood what Fei Lin was thinking, but now is the time for the club to work with a common purpose, He can't speak out and veto the ideas below, and he must allow the people below to have their own ideas. As the so-called, there are no factions in the party, all kinds of strange things, how to coordinate the interests of all parties and achieve his plans and goals is a Reflection of sitting ability.

Zhang Guobin gave Feilin a smile.

"Brother Bing, I have already thought about the font size for Sheng and Branch."

Ah Hao said beside him.

“The name of Heaven Boy is He Aicai, the name of Xiucai is He Teddy Dog, and the name of Liang Di’s Street is He Decline.”

“Haha, Brother Hao, I I think it's good for the Heavenly Boys to be called the Heavenly Society, everyone will go to Heaven." Yuanbao laughed beside him.

"Okay."

"Let's have a meeting," Zhang Guobin said softly.

The eleven Hall Masters immediately restrained their smiles, and the White Folding Fans in each hall immediately handed in their accounts.

This month's accounts have some changes than usual. First of all, with the civil strife of Heshenghe, many of Shenghe's horse stalls' business declined. Mawang took advantage of the situation to steal customers, resulting in a prosperous business in the club's stalls. Wang paid more than one million more than before. Portland Street has become a red light street after long-term operation. The account paid by Meijie has increased. Tsim Sha Tsui Tangkou has started shopping, settlement expenses, medicine. The expenses are very high, and the amount paid this month is less than 200,000. As a fortress hall, the loss is the largest, but the dividends are the latest, which is really pitiful.

After Brother Yao finished checking the accounts, he communicated with the restaurant in a low voice, Zhang Guobin nodded slightly, picked up the tea cup, and brewed the tea cup.

“Phew.”

“Tsim Sha Tsui’s entrance exam has been temporarily waived for the past two months.”

“Are you okay with that? "

He blew lightly and brushed the tea soup.

"No opinion."

"No opinion."

Yuanbao, Ma Wang, Meijie and the others all agreed.

Fei Linzai showed gratitude.

“many thanks grandpa.”

This kind of friendship, there is only righteous sea in the rivers and lakes.

"No thanks."

"You sit for the club, the club should take care of you." Zhang Guobin took a sip of the tea, put down the tea cup, and then said: "Mawang , Yuanbao, Meijie."

"Since you three have benefited from Tsim Sha Tsui, then Tsim Sha Tsui needs money, so you should help more."

"If Feilin opens his mouth to borrow money, brothers are not allowed to receive interest, do you understand!"

Zhang Guobin's tone was tough, and he ordered in a solemn voice.

"Yes!"

"Grandpa!"

Ma Wang, Meijie, and Yuanbao didn't have any objections, and they agreed directly. A few years ago, my own brother was just as clear as his own when he borrowed money, and he had to pay interest when he borrowed money from a club, but my grandfather often took care of his brother in the club, and he valued friendship more than anything else, and never took advantage of his brothers.

Yihai has set an example by sitting in a museum, and more and more values are attached to the interests of love.

Hesheng and internal competition for power and profit, cannibalism, the result?

“many thanks grandpa.”

“I will win Tsim Sha Tsui as soon as possible.”

Fei Lin was even more moved.

Grandpa took so much care of him, he must take the whole Tsim Sha Tsui to repay Grandpa well.

Zhang Guobin turned his head and glanced at Fei Lin, his face was nodded, it seems that the must in the club is very determined to win Tsim Sha Tsui, this time, Tsim Sha Tsui really had to take advantage of the victory Take, but even if I want that, I hope to unify Tsim Sha Tsui in a peaceful way, mainly because the rivers and lakes pay attention to dress people.

“Whether the club develops or not is one thing, and it is another to understand whether they care about each other. Shenghe was prosperous back then, but what about now?”

“Cone The face Xu Qin decided that Tianzi was in the top position, but Liangdi claimed to set up Xinhe Shenghe and set up his own business!"

"The scholars are secretly buying votes, and the uncles are waiting for Liangdi. The victory and defeat with heaven will last for a long time!"

Zhang Guobin was sitting in the main seat, holding the faucet stick, dressed in a black suit and imposing, but his young face said something serious.

"I hope that through the events of Shenghe, you can understand that the unity between the fonts is the most important thing. Is it really a good faucet?" Zhang Guobin was impressed, perhaps Yihai's way of recommending and inheriting from generation to generation is also a good system.

"Let's end the meeting."

Zhang Guobin waved his hand, and the gang members, with heavy expressions and deeply instructed, walked out of the Conference Hall one after another. Zhang Guobin returned to the office, but picked up Phone, dial a string of numbers.

"Beep...beep..."

Huang Zhiming was wearing a black leather jacket, sitting in the office listening to the report of his friend, when he heard the phone ring, he picked up the phone and leaned against his ear without turning his head. side.

"Which one?"

Zhang Guobin leaned back on the chair in the office and put his eldest brother to his ear: "Huang sir, are you free to come over for a hot pot tonight? "

"A side stove?"

Huang Zhiming touched his belly, the expression in his pupils changed slightly, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand, and Li Yongli took the document Clip out of the office.

Huang Zhiming said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, OK, it's rare that Mr. Zhang has time to chat with me. I will definitely give the Big Boss of Yihai Group a face."

"Ming Brother Wang, when you are promoted to superintendent, your speech is a lot. Okay, Mong Kok tonight, dog meat hot pot."

Zhang Guobin smiled.

At night, the evening breeze is gentle, and the Xiangjiang River in early autumn will occasionally have a hint of cool air.

In an alley, the hot pot shop opened the glass door.

A dozen men in suits stood guard in the alley along the way. Three police cars with O's in plain clothes parked at the door. Huang Zhiming wore a black suit and pushed the door to get out. Drum's subordinates fell to the ground.

Huang sir pointed his finger to his subordinates and ordered them to stay at the entrance of the alley. Alone walked into the alley with a cigarette in his mouth. The moment he stepped into the hot pot shop, he unconsciously felt a little uncomfortable.

In the hot pot shop, there is a round table and a copper stove.

A lonely silhouette sits in front of the boiler, using chopsticks to turn the dog meat inside, gu lu lu, the yellow soup is boiling, the wolfberry, the angelica tumbles out of the noodle soup.

Huang Zhiming sat at the table and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, it's been a long time."

"Superintendent Huang, come here." Zhang Guobin lifts the head, Showing a young face.

"What's your name, Superintendent Huang, call me Huang Sir, Prince Ming, and Seventh Brother are all better." Huang Zhiming picked up the chopsticks on the table, looked at the hot pot with his index finger, and directly picked a piece of beef and stretched it out. Pour into hot soup.

"Then don't call me Mr. Zhang, just call me Abin." Zhang Guobin smiled, the two of them had not seen each other for a while, and meeting tonight is quite an old friend The feeling of meeting.

"Brother Wang Ming, it seems to be breaking the law in Xiangjiang Dog Meat Hotpot." Zhang Guobin looked at Huang Zhiming without saying a word, as he was seriously cooking the meat, and made jokes.

Huang Zhiming put his chin on his china bowl and devoured: "Brother Bing, people eat meat, it's just right, it doesn't matter if he is a dog, a sheep, a cow or a horse."

"If someone It doesn't matter if I catch you." He raised his chopsticks, very imposing: "I'll cover you!"

"Haha." Zhang Guobin laughed.

The two eat hot pot first and then beer.

Huang Zhiming failed in his attempt to arrest Hei Chai last year, but he was still promoted to superintendent with the support of his superiors. Huang Zhiming's performance is excellent.

Three wine tours.

Zhang Guobin seemed to be talking about a trivial matter, and pretended to suddenly say: "By the way, Sir Huang, recently our company wants to acquire a piece of business from Tsim Sha Tsui."

" What is Huang Sir interested in?"

Huang Zhiming smiled, narrowed his eyes slightly, opened them quickly, and agreed, "Yes!"

"Of course there is!"

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"I am a financial fanatic, and I am very interested in your company's business, big and small. I don't know how to do business with Crown Prince, and some people can make money!"

" Huang sir, have a good eye!" Zhang Guobin raised his chopsticks in agreement, pointed at Huang Zhiming, and nodded: "Share?"

"You said that we can cooperate!"

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"As long as I want Tsim Sha Tsui to be safe and sound, even if it's a takeover war, I hope you guys don't wind and rain like you are on the stock exchange."

"Crown Prince Bing, I never thought that you would be able to annex Shenghe so quickly. Even if Shenghe is defeated, there are still more than 20,000 people."

"Hiccup!"

Huang Zhiming burped a wine burp.

Zhang Guobin held his nose and blushed.

"Did you eat poop last night?"

"Hehe, I learned from Daquanzi when I was hanging out before, eating with garlic." Huang Zhiming showed a shy smile on his old face.

Zhang Guobin really wanted to put his head in the pot, held back his handsome face, and said, "I'll give you Tsim Sha Tsui peace, don't touch my brother, or I'll let you in the world. Chaos!"

"In return, I will arrest Tianzi and put him in prison!"

"In return, I will give you the evidence of being a scholar!"

Huang Zhiming , Zhang Guobin said quickly at almost the same time, the two stopped their words abruptly, looked at each other, and smiled wickedly on their faces: "Heaven boy?"

"Xiuscai!"

" Heaven boy?"

"Scholar!"

(end of this chapter)